“Oh doctor I am in trouble, oh goodness gracious me…and so on….” I need a cure, a magic cure , for a secret illness…an illness so secret that it cannot even be hinted at, because Lohengrin and Parsifal are involved and you will know what that means. Oh Doctor xxx
Prince of the night, the fact you got me to write the above shows you the effect of your poem on my senses…You and Words are One.